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#breakingcamp – “Future Nostalgia”

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“not leaving home, but going home.”

This weekend, my husband preached the third message in our current series, “breaking camp,” and again, God was opening my eyes to the truth of what life and death and heaven and hell is all about. This weekend was all about being homesick for heaven, how all of creation has a built-in mechanism that causes us to groan or sigh with anxiety about the life that is to come.

It’s always hard to hone in on one single thing, but if I had to choose one truth to take away from this weekend, it’s this:

“the groaning in our souls is a mechanism to keep us on our toes, to not settle, to remind us that we don’t belong here.”

My husband went on to describe the feeling you get at a funeral of someone you love, or when you hear tragic news, or when you wake up in the morning and your body creaks and aches – all of these things point to our need for a life that is real, and that life is found in heaven.

Such an amazing weekend and if you missed it, you can take a listen here.

“this groaning is the soundtrack of our soul, the desire to go to our true home.”

 

 

 

  • Carrie Rowe

    This was biggest take away from last weekend too. So. Good.

  • http://twitter.com/loveisart3 Jessy Hanson

    Loved this part so much! Such good truth.

  • http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=500838439 facebook-500838439

    Rebecca here. Miss you and Lenya at ballet.

    This post made me think of C.S. Lewis’ essay, “The Weight of Glory.” Have you read it? I think it would minister to you. He writes of how the pleasures of this earth always leave us wanting…they show us the reality of heaven because this earth always leaves us unsatisfied. Here are some quotes:

    “The door on which we have been knocking all our lives will open at last.”

    “We want something else which can hardly be put into words–to be united with the beauty we see, to pass into it, to receive it into ourselves, to bathe in it, to become part of it.”

    “What would it be to taste at the fountainhead that stream of which even these lower reaches prove so intoxicating?”